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This is the first time ive ever written in Rachel's POV so i hope i didnt do too bad.

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Chapter 6

The next morning when Quinn woke up she looked over at her alarm clock and began to freak out. It was ten in the morning and she hadn't woken up! She quickly jumped out of bed knowing her kids would most definitely be late for school. There was no sign of the kids in their rooms and Quinn quickly began to panic. She ran downstairs to see if they were watching TV, but they weren't. She made her way to the kitchen to see if they were eating, and when she found they weren't there tears were prickling behind her eyes. Where were her kids?

It wasn't until second glance that Quinn noticed a piece of paper on the kitchen counter. She recognized the handwriting as her husband's.

Sweetie, I took the kids to school today. I didn't want to wake you, you looked so tired. I will pick them up from school; I want you to have a day to relax. We can talk tonight.

-Joseph

Quinn shook her head in disgust. She couldn't believe her husband thought all would be forgiven just because he let her sleep a few extra hours! She began to cry all over again remembering what happened last night. She had momentarily forgotten the affair at the thought of her children being kidnapped but now that she knew they were safe she couldn't help but think about it.

It was times like these that Quinn really wished she had a best friend. Ever since sophomore year when Quinn was kicked out of her house and gave up the baby she has had trust issues. Joe was the only person she really let in since high school and look how great that turned out for her. It was no wonder she didn't trust easily.

She did miss the days of high school where she could call Kurt and Mercedes for anything, anytime and they would rush to her side. She knew it was her own fault they weren't friends anymore. The two of them tried to keep in touch with Quinn throughout freshman year of college but Quinn never replied to their e-mails or answered their calls, not wanting to relive any of her past. Sometime around April they had given up trying to contact the blonde and Quinn finds herself wondering from time to time how her life would be different if she had, in fact, kept in touch. It definitely would have helped in times like this.

Quinn went back up to her bedroom and climbed into bed. She figured she shouldn't let a day of rest go to waste, especially since she stayed up so late crying the previous night. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep again and when she woke up it was one in the afternoon. She hadn't realized she was so tired.

Quinn sat up in bed and noticed the shattered picture frame in the corner of the room. She sighed as she got out of bed and began to pick up the pieces of glass. She took the picture into her hands and looked at it but every time she did it made her feel nauseous. She couldn't look at her husband without wanting to take a knife to his heart so he could feel the pain she felt right now. She hadn't been so heartbroken since high school when she told Puck they couldn't be together. She promised herself then that she would never feel that kind of pain and loss again. She obviously wasn't very good at keeping promises.

She spent the rest of the day crying and trying to decide what she was going to say to her husband when he returned home from with the kids that night.

At seven o'clock Joe and the kids came walking through the door and it took Quinn all the self-control she had left not to slap him right then and there.

"Mommy, daddy took us to the zoo after school!" Ella said as she bounced around the kitchen.

"And after we went to McDonald's for dinner!" Ayden added. He gave his mom and hug and Quinn squeezed him back. She was glad they were happy because she knew they probably wouldn't be for a while once they found out their mom and dad weren't going to be together anymore.

"Why don't you go start your bath and I'll be up there in a minute," Quinn suggested. Both kids shrugged before racing each other to the stairs.

"I want you out of this house," Quinn said in a hushed yell. She knew she had to channel her inner bitch cheerleader from freshman and sophomore year of high school and bring her back to life because Queen Bee Quinn would never stand for this.

"Can't we just talk about this?" He begged.

"What is there to talk about?" She yelled her voice accidentally getting a bit higher. "You cheated on me and I'm sure that wasn't the first time. All the times you've been working late you were really just screwing your receptionist? How cliché."

"It's not like that baby…" he began but was soon silenced by Quinn's petite hand telling him to stop.

"You do not get to call me baby and you do not get to lie to me…again," she took a deep breath before continuing. "Now I want you out of this house. We'll work out some sort of arrangement for the kids at a later date but for now they're staying with me. There will be no more turning off my alarm clock and taking the kids for the day." Joe tried to speak again but again she stopped him. "I don't want to hear it. Now go get some clothes for tomorrow and leave."

He knew his wife needed time for this to boil over so he gave in and went upstairs to collect a few things for the next day. "I'm sorry," he said before he opened the door and left. Quinn tried her hardest to hold back sobs as she went upstairs to bathe her children. She knew she would have to tell them tomorrow and the thought broke her heart even more.

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Rachel Barbara Barry was a star. There was no denying it. From the time she was one and won her first vocal competition she and everyone else knew she was a star. It was the only thing that kept her going in high school when everyone called her names and threw slushies into her face. She knew she would be a star someday and everyone would regret the way they treated her. That's why it was no surprise to her or anyone who knew her that she landed the lead role of Elphaba in the revival of Wicked on Broadway. Although many people didn't think so, Rachel was in fact a very patient girl and she waited and waited for a role like this to come along and it finally did at the age of 26. She had graduated at the top of her class from Julliard and worked in a couple of off-Broadway shows while at school. Once she graduated she landed small roles in Broadway shows such as Rent and West Side Story, but she knew she was meant for something greater. She had never been happier in her life than when she landed the role of Elphaba and now, six years later, it was time to say good-bye.

Rachel couldn't help but cry when her final show was over. It had been six years and she knew it was time to let someone else experience stardom, but that didn't make it any easier for the brunette. Wicked had been her life and her baby for six years and she was now saying good-bye forever. She cried harder as she thanked the crowd and all her cast mates for their wonderful support over the years. She took one last look at the crowd and basked in the loud applause for another minute before giving one last wave and exiting the stage.

Once she was back in her dressing room she finished packing the final things she had yet to take home. As she took a shower to wash all the green off her face she couldn't help but continue to cry. She knew this wasn't going to be her last Broadway play. She, in fact, had many other offers from people who were interested in having her in their musical, but Rachel had decided to take a couple of weeks off and go on a long overdue visit to Lima, Ohio. She hasn't been back to her hometown since she left sixteen years ago for college and she lost all contact with anyone she considered a friend (although there weren't many). Her dads always came to New York over the holidays so they could see her shows and so she never felt a reason to go back. Now that she finally had free time she wanted nothing more than to go back and see everyone again and meet her sister for the first time.

Rachel didn't get nervous very often, she was a Broadway performer after all, but the thought of meeting Beth did, admittedly, give her butterflies. Not because she was scared Beth wouldn't like her; she was quite confident she would after all the things Shelby had said about her, but mainly because of who Beth's real parents were. Puck and Quinn had been no angels to Rachel in high school, although they both toned it down a bit once everyone found out Puck was the father of Quinn's baby. Rachel was scared Beth would ask her about her birth parents and Rachel certainly didn't want to lie but she also didn't want to tell Beth the truth. She hoped and prayed that Beth wouldn't ask her the inevitable.

Once Rachel was all packed and cleaned off she heard a knock on the door. "Come in," Rachel said. The door opened and in the doorway stood her co-star, Allison Evans, who plays Glinda.

"Everyone was thinking we could take you out for drinks, it being your last performance and all," Allison said.

Rachel nodded, "That would be great." To be honest Rachel was not expecting anything of this kind to happen since she hadn't exactly been close to anyone these past six years. Sure she got along with everyone but they rarely ever invited her places and she rarely ever went out.

"Great," smiled Allison. "Louis knows this really great bar a couple blocks from here. He says it's small and low-key so no one will recognize us."

"Sounds good," Rachel said. "Just let me grab my stuff and we can go." Allison waited as Rachel gathered the last of her things. She grabbed her bag of stuff and her purse and the two headed out the door. They met up with three other cast mates in the lobby. Since it was only a couple of blocks the group decided to walk to the bar.

Once they were there they took a corner booth and ordered their drinks. Rachel wasn't a huge drinker but she decided to order a martini and figured she could gradually drink it all night.

The group started sharing their favorite memories of Rachel during the show. Some of them made her laugh until she cried and some of them just plain made her cry from remembering all the great times she had while working on the show. Louis was sharing the story of the time Rachel fell off the stage during rehearsal when Rachel suddenly heard a voice that sounded oddly familiar. She tuned out her friends as she continued to listen to the voice. It seemed to be talking into a microphone. It wasn't until the person started singing that Rachel recognized who the person was and she immediately froze. She had to be imagining things. There was no way Noah Puckerman was singing in the very bar she was at.

Rachel's thoughts were confirmed when she turned looked to her left and saw a little stage. Sitting on the stage with his guitar was not the cocky jock from high school Noah Puckerman, but a different Noah all together. Rachel noticed he seemed to have lost the spark in his eye and the constant smirk on his face. He just looked so vulnerable and sad. Rachel's heart broke all over again when she realized what song he was singing. It was Beth by Kiss and it was the song he sang to Quinn in high school when she was pregnant. It was the very song Beth had derived her name from. It was then that Rachel realized Noah had never gotten over the loss of his daughter and lover in high school.

"Rachel are you okay?" she heard Allison ask as she saw the girl's hand wave in front of her face. She didn't notice she zoned out.

"Yea…yea why?" she stumbled.

"You got all pale and you kind of look as if you might throw up," Allison explained. Rachel's cheeks went red with embarrassment.

"I just…I'm going to go to the bar and get myself another drink," she lied, needing a reason to get up from the table. She got up and made her way over to the bar but instead of ordering another drink she sat down and watched as Puck finished his set. She waited until he was off the stage and sitting at the bar drinking a beer before she decided to go talk to him.

"Noah Puckerman," she said quietly and she walked up to the now Mohawk-less man sitting in front of her. She watched as his brown eyes went wide at the sight of her standing in front of him. She knew just as he didn't look like the same boy from high school she didn't look like the same girl. Gone are the days of argyle and plaid (at the insistence of her stylist). She now wore skinny jeans and a silk blouse with high heels to match.

"Rachel," he said more to reassure himself than anything. She nodded. "Wha…What are you doing here?"

"I'm here for a drink with friends," she chuckled. "How about you? You were amazing up there."

Puck's cheeks became flushed with embarrassment. She knew no one who knew him personally was supposed to hear him sing. "Yea, well, it helps sometimes to sing to people instead of just yourself." Rachel nodded because she completely understood.

"So I hear you're all famous now," Puck said trying to lighten the mood. He gave her a little nudge and she smiled at him.

"It was inevitable I suppose," she said with a mock ego.

He rolled his eyes and laughed. Rachel could tell by the surprised look on his face that he hadn't laughed in a really long time.

Rachel became serious. "Have you talked to anyone in the group since high school?"

Puck shook his head. "I haven't really talked to much of anyone since high school," he said honestly. "I guess I just never got over it."

"I understand. I haven't talked to anyone either," she sighed. "I never really realized how much I would miss everyone."

"You haven't even talked to Finn?" asked a shocked Puck. Rachel tried her hardest not to flinch at the sound of her ex-boyfriend's name. Things hadn't gone well between the two of them before she went off to Julliard and he to the local community college. As much as she hated to admit it she still loved him and maybe her upcoming trip to Lima wasn't just to see her dads, mom, and Beth.

"No, we ended things kind of badly," she admitted.

"Same with Quinn," he said sighing before taking another drink of his beer.

"I am going to Lima tomorrow, though. It'll be the first time since graduation. I'm…I'm going to be visiting Shelby and Beth while I'm there."

Puck's eyes immediately went wide at the mention of his daughter's name. "You're going to see Beth?" he asked, looking as though he might start to cry.

Rachel nodded. "If you give me your address I will come visit as soon as I'm back in town and I will tell you all about her. I'll even bring a picture if you'd like."

This time a tear made its way out of his eye. He wiped it away quickly and Rachel pretended as if she didn't notice because she knew Puck was one to be embarrassed about his feelings. "That would be awesome."

Rachel looked over at her group of friends. They probably thought she died on the way to the bar or something. She saw Allison giving her a weird look and Louis motioning for her to come back to the table. She sighed.

"I'm afraid I must get back to my friends," she said. She bent over and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek and he smiled at her. "It was great to see you again, Noah."

"You too Rachel," he said. He grabbed a pen and piece of paper from the bartender and wrote down his phone number. "Call me when you get back and we'll meet up."

"Definitely," she said. She gave her old friend one last smile before making her way back to the table.

"Who was that?" Allison asked as she sat down.

"Someone I knew a long time ago," Rachel answered.

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